Ancient Adobes - Poem by Sadiqullah Khan
Mud and stones and logs and silence
Constitute the ancient adobes,
Longevity an average to a century
Cares like to dead given, smiles bright
Red and crimson and white and green.
Roof-tops below, step over garden
A yard longer and by a half shorter.
Neither door nor courtyard, bushy
Thorns, from the goats shelter,
Or humans come, but what to find
Like housed themselves, in baskets
Carry straw, leaves fallen from trees,
Winter's a corner, some wood and bukhari.
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